"Can you say that again?"
Sitting on a high position, the emperor had a beautiful face with a calm face, and those dark eyes stared at the two people, one big and one small, without blinking.
Words from thin lips are dangerous.
Following Yan Jun's line of sight, what can be seen—
A young man with the appearance of a scholar, about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, with a straight figure, but with the peculiar sickness and bookishness of a scholar.
His appearance is delicate and delicate, his eyebrows and eyes seem to be carefully drawn, it is a kind of beauty that is not aggressive, delicate to the extreme, it is stunning.
A light and stunning color.
The young man looked over softly, and he smiled very shallowly.
Said: "Your Majesty Emperor Yan, I am here to find my wife."
"As for who your lady is, I believe His Majesty will not fail to see."
As he spoke, the young man reached out and touched the face of the child in his arms.
Yan Jun's gaze unconsciously fell on the child's face.
This is a little doll about three years old, carved in powder and jade. At a young age, he has a pair of attractive phoenix eyes. It reveals a demon beauty.
... very much like a person.
The child's face resembled Chu Yunke's in seven parts.
There are still some points, just like the young man in front of him.
Yan Jun's fingers pinching the armrest of the chair gradually tightened, and the knuckles of her knuckles were already white.
Reason told him that this was impossible.
His face, which can be called the most beautiful in the world, has become extremely dark.
"Do you know what crime it is to slander the queen?"
The emperor's voice was calm and somewhat abnormal.
"The empress and I have a deep affection, how could there be such a big child."
The scholar smiled slowly and said, "Yun Ke is now twenty years old, how could it be impossible..."
Yan Jun: "Shut up."
"One more thing, I'll kill you alive."
The scholar said again: "If Your Majesty doesn't believe it, you can let me confront Yun Ke face to face."
Yan Jun sneered: "Do you think I will doubt my first wife because of two inexplicable people? Do you think I don't trust her so much?"
"You should be thankful that I still have reason now, otherwise, you would be so dead that you can't die anymore."
At this time, the scholar looked towards the door and smiled.
Said: "Whether His Majesty wants it or not, it doesn't seem to matter now... Yun Ke, long time no see."
Looking in the direction of the scholar's gaze, he saw that familiar figure.
Yan Jun's back gradually froze.
He inexplicably felt that Fu Yue must not let Fu Yue see these two people.
Otherwise, the consequences are definitely not something he can bear.
Yan Jun walked quickly to the door of the imperial study room, grabbed Fu Yue's shoulder, and said, "Why are you here?"
His voice was nice, and there was obviously a bit of urgency in his voice at this time. Although he tried his best to suppress the panic in his voice, Fu Yue still felt something was wrong.
Yan Jun lowered his eyelashes, he stopped Fu Yue there, and said: "I still have something to do, you go back to the palace first, don't stay here."
Fu Yue: "?"
She subconsciously looked behind Yan Jun, and then he held her head, and a slightly sullen voice sounded in her ear.
"Don't look."
"go back."
It's rare for Fu Yue to see Yan Jun get angry with her, even if she was pissed off before, it seems that he has never seen him so excited.
"???"
There are a row of question marks on Fu Yue's head.